It's barely spring in the North Country. The grass is green, but the leaves are just getting started. Amid a chorus of birdsong (geese, owls, phoebes, chickadees, redwing blackbirds, robins, ravens, marsh-hawk, finches), the porcupine in the tree might have been making a noise. But we didn't hear it. Instead, Jeff looked over and there was the porcupine, looking like a sloth, a marmoset, a bundle of sharp-ended straws, a tiny silver-tipped bear. Dozing in the sunshine, evidently not bothered by us. I'll be taking a break from the blog, scouting for cool stuff in the woods. Back soon. |
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Lois
5/13/2014 12:41:44 am
Sharp observation!
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Amy
5/13/2014 01:59:58 am
Prickly customer.
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b flat major
5/22/2014 03:09:28 am
Fun pics! Too many of these guys, and beaver, carwhacked by the side of the road this time of year. Fresh fragrant crisp air. Dark dark quiet nights / big star skies. (gotta find a telescope) Crazy early sunrise / people about, way north. Been feeding the black flies and deer ticks myself but love the sticks in May. You can actually see the green growth from morning to afternoon, day to day. It's a force. Have fun.
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Amy
5/30/2014 02:30:07 pm
Hey B Flat
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